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Posted on October 18, 2009 | No CommentsThere’s this strange, displaced, unsettled feeling that can creep around you when you grow up with divorced parents. Places that you are supposed to call home don’t always feel like...
Posted on September 11, 2008 | 3 CommentsThe first tower opened the year that I was born, near enough to Manhattan’s bridges and tunnels for my father to traverse them daily. I only went inside of the...
Posted on May 4, 2008 | 4 CommentsMy solution to living under a government that doesn’t represent you, age 9 (click to enlarge & read): While recently helping to clear out a room at my mother’s house,...
Posted on December 24, 2007 | 2 CommentsWhen I was nine years old, my parents separated and my mother, brother and I moved from the east coast to Ohio. After living with cousins for one endless summer,...
Posted on November 8, 2007 | No CommentsWhen we were kids living in New Jersey, my brother and I had a babysitter named Mrs. Ombach, who came over to watch us frequently on summer afternoons. She would...